THE HIGH TABLE

MUSCLE MARINE:

DAN has been on a rampage... a destructive spree, finding and taking out every guy related to me. Not sure what his deal was, yet, but I needed to find a way to stop him. This was getting out of hand. Whatever I did to him... whatever I wronged him in... surely could be solved in a more humane way. Right?

 NO. This guy was determined, blinded. And he has been taunting me incessantly, sending me messages, toying with me. It is driving me crazy and I need to fix this.

DAN BAKO:

there is a guy. a pretty boy who says you are his butch. a dancer. i want him .

 MUSCLE MARINE:

Mateo?

What have you done to Mateo?

DAN BAKO:

me? nothing yet

MUSCLE MARINE:

what do you mean nothing yet?

DAN BAKO: 

you want i turn him to my bitch? he says he is mm´s bitch

MUSCLE MARINE:

dont you dare do that...

DAN BAKO: 

am not going to hurt him... or should i?

MUSCLE MARINE: 

You wouldn't dare... Don't. He's done nothing to you. Your issue is with me. Stick with me.

DAN BAKO: 

let´s see. you just increased my thirst

MUSCLE MARINE:

I need to find a solution. But how? What? And my mid freezes when my phone pings and I read DAN's last message, informing me - whether I approve or not - that he is meeting up with a hot dance instructor for a "gruesome" lesson. My heart stops for second before I try to talk him out of it. Knowing exactly who he is talking about, Mateo would never stand a chance against this black monster... or would he? Thinking to myself, hopeful.

DAN BAKO:

and there he was. after all those messages he had balls to show up. fight for his butch. hehehehe. knowing perfectly how it would end up. badly. he entered. big pearly white smile on his face. arrogant. cocky. sure of himself. but must say something. i admire how brave he was. how prepared to free that marine bitch. all that made my 12 inches to get stiff., leaking.

DAN BAKO:

 talking about his butch. as if he was proud of that man. ha! doesn´t he see he is talking about my bitch here? but i am a good guy. i let him show what he has. i let him to believe. let him to have his moment of glory. let him to fight for his master. for his love?. who knows. all i know the end will be rocky. for both of them. bitch and master.

MATEO MORENO:

Its been months since I have heard from MuscleMarine, and was happy when he called me last week. Unfortunately, what he wanted to discuss with me was not to my liking. The guy who was always interested in a hot showdown, a dance, and a good fight is suddenly asking me, no begging me not to have fun with some black guy I met online. He was losing it, telling me its a bad idea. The same guy who got me walking again, dancing again and even fighting, is now telling me to rethink it. The guy is going loco. No one tells me what to do, when to do or how to do. Even if he helped me through rehab, he doesn't own me.

I called the guy, made the deal and I will be giving him one of the best dance lessons ever. He mentioned he was interested in a bit of samba and some capoeira, my two favorite styles. I will be dancing my way to the top again.

DAN BAKO:

this guy is not listening. i tried to make it clear he would dance his last dance with me. told him i would dance a samba that would take his breath away, a capoeira that would knock him out. told him to think it twice before making any decision and yet here he was. waiting for me with that stupid pearly white smile on his face. wtf is wrong with him? he interpreted my words as he wanted. or he was a great pretender.

 "listen boy. must admit you have gut, you have balls. so let´s do it. you give me the class of samba and capoeira and if you convince me the bitch is yours. that is what you want, right? just say it and we are ready to start". i check out each inch of your body and understand why you are the hot name in the city. charmer, real charmer, i admit but a dead charmer charms no one. "DAN, that´s my name. and you are marine´s bitch, right?"

MATEO MORENO:

"Who? Who are you talking about cabron?" As I sway my hips walking towards you. "Nice place you got here." Ignoring what you are saying as I jump, land on my hands in a hand stand and kick your head. I pull back. "That stupid pussy Marine can go fuck himself. I owe him nothing." Trying to sound like I am no5 concerned while attacking you first. I get to my feet again and bounce my pecs in my tank top, flashing my pearly whites.

"I heard of what you did to him. And good for you. You got lucky. You wont be with me." As I start gyrating my hips, but ready for you as I see you rub your cheek. I like my lips and smile. Blow you a kiss.

DAN BAKO:

"lucky? there is no such thing as luck. all is here", i knock my head with my finger, "capito?" . i don´t smile, i never do but straighten my back as nothing had happened. "he means nothing? and yet you are here. we both know why. " you sent me a kiss i show you my middle finger as i step closer to you. "you see the color of my eyes?". i see you staring my eyes when i suddenly wrap my arms around your neck, punch my front head against your face and nail my knee into your ripped abs. "let´s start"

MATEO MORENO:

I dodge your headbutt, but take the knee to my abs. "Uuuughhhhh." I drop to my knees and roll away. "You wanna play dirty I see." As I roll onto my back, lift a foot and slam it to your bulge, stinging you. I flip onto my feet, jump and flip axe you in the head, sending you down. "Thats capoeira, pendejo." As I start swaying left and right, bouncing from one foot to the other, slicing the air with my outstretched arms. I flasg again thos pearlies.

DAN BAKO:

i don´t smile seeing you dropping on your knee after receiving my knee. but i grunt in pain when your foot gets my nuts suddenly. i drop down on my knee cursing you when your send me down to the floor. and then comes that fucking white smile. i hate it. i don´t like smiles. i get up rubbing my head and balls as i swing around suddenly and aim a roundhouse kick to your solar plexus sending you backward. "smile if you can now!"

MATEO MORENO:

Your hit connects hard and sends me tumbling back, into a nearby bench. I look around, suddenly realizing we might be in a public setting. There is no one around in the club. The place is apparently closed for the day - stock taking. The dancefloor is all ours. I cough but get to my feet quickly, ready again. I rub my chest where your shoe print left a mark on my crisp white tank top. It is already clinging to me from the sweat, so decide to rip it off me. I make my pecs bounce and my hips gyrate. One hit will not take me out.

“That all you got muchacho? Or should I call you putacho?" I rush at you, grab your arms as you turn your back to me, spin you fast and kick you in the pelvis area. As you fold, I jump and spin-knee you in the head. I land on my feet and execute two samba steps. "You got to me light and fast for Samba. It is quite shaky. Jajajaja."

DAN BAKO:

"this dude has some guts", i say to myself as i slowly get up to my feet again "not bad pearly!", I hiss and move closer to you. not rushing but taking firm steps. "capoeira or samba. both will be your last dances boi". without a warning i aim an uppercut to your chin as my knee gets up and enters between your legs.

MATEO MORENO:

I scream as I feel your knee unexpectedly crush my bulge, pushing it into my pelvis. Your fist connects to my chin at the same time. I have no choice but to sumbke back, away from you, and off the dancefloor. I spit some blood from my mouth. 'Que? Sangre?' I wipe my mouth as I steady myself on one knee and one hand, a step down. I look and see you try to gyrate your hips, mockingly.

“You dont know how to dance, mierda." I get slowly again. "I must to put more effort in loosening you. You are to stiff for latin dance." As I get closer, rubbing my chin, I spin and pirouette on my tip toes. I swing my arms and double punch you in the head, sending you down. I jump and tip toe on your scapula as you lay down, stepping over you to the other side.

DAN BAKO:

"what the fuck! nobody took me down like this for ages". i try to struggle to make you to lose your balance as i lift up my torso.

MATEO MORENO:

I jump off your back and step aside, waiting for you to get up. I lift a leg up and axe kick you in the back again. "No one dances like me, estupido" I reach down and grabbing your shirt, I rip it off you. Then grab your pants and peel them down to your ankles. You kind of stumble as they bunch at your feet. I help you from falling, holding you like in a waltz and spinning around with you. "I will help you, senora." I help you out of your pants and let you drop hard, laughing, holding you by your extended arm, my hand at your wrist.

MATEO MORENO:

I look down at you. "You touch my perfect face again te voy a matar!, I will kill you."

DAN BAKO:

"you little pearly snow white", i curse you as i stumble in your arms like some fucking idiot.. i place my arms around your neck and pull our faces closer to each other as i look at your brazilian eyes. "time for capoeira", i hiss and ram my knee again between your legs. as you fold i place my hands on both side of your head and clap your ears. "let´s dance then teacher".

MATEO MORENO:

What happens next, I dont plan it, as you reach up in some weird way and snap grab me at my neck. Your massive hand wrapping tightly around my throat, unexpectedly. My eyes go wide, unable breathe or swallow right now. And second because of your knee that just cracked my huevos in my loose sweatpants. You mock me calling me teacher as I scream in pain, but I am unable to fold, or reach down and nurse my balls. I spit in your face, rech out with my hand and scratch your cheek, drawing blood, almost blinding you.

DAN BAKO:

"you fucking wild cat. spanish whore", i scream as i feel your blood leaking out from my face and running down to my cheek with your spit. i hardly can see anything but i sense you. you are right in front of me. i don´t need more. i move my arms lower. wrap them around your waist and take you in tight beak hug squeezing your rib cage, compressing it until i feel your ribs are bending dangerously. "don´t you think we ended the class here?"

MATEO MORENO:

Everything backfires as I feel you pull me closer and your massive arms snap shut around me. I barely have a second to gasp, and I feel your wrists lock at my back, tightening, crushing me. My ribs tremble. "Que estas haciendo? Let go of me. Please." I kick and manage to hit your bulge. You let me go but not without something snapped at my side. I drop to my fours, spitting some more blood on the floor. I notice your bulge growing as you stand a couple of feet away from me, tall and rubbing it, slowly, tauntingly.

That scratch on your face looks good on you, the red over that black skin. As I get up slowly, I cna hardly breathe right with a sting in my side every time I take in air. I cant believe the power in your arms. "You are not here to dance. What do you want from me? Hein, diabolo?"

DAN BAKO:

"did you just call me diablo? you fucking cunt!" i aim a hard punch to your lowerback trying to add to the crippling effect. my cock is growing stiffer and stiffer and all i want is to stick it into your dark ass. "you know perfectly why am I here. why we both are here. u want to get your butch free, to have your master marine back, right? but that won´t be so easy. you need to earn it, kid", i almost laugh as i aim my elbow into your neck.

MATEO MORENO:

As I am gasping for air, you spin me around and slam a hard fist to my lower back, rattling my vertebrae wildly. I scream in pain as I start to drop to my knees, but something stops me and its you. Grabbing me tight, you spin me again around, shove me to the bar behind me, my back connecting to the hard wooden edge, as your elbow connects to my neck. My back is on fire, threatened to snap as the lower part is trapped in that inward curve of the bar and my upper-back is being pushed over the bar itself. I scream, and reach out, trying to grab your face, and claw at it. I am scared now. "No. No. I don't care about him. Please. Don't do this. Te lo ruego, I beg you."

DAN BAKO:

i take a firm grab of your neck. push your body tighter against the bar, bending you even further, testing the flexibility of your spine. my free hand moves between your legs cupping your bulge, squeezing it just enough to feel the outline of your brazilian sausage. i stroke it through your pants feeling you growing under my palm. "u know it´s not a shame to recognize you are loyal to your master, to your butch. i can even appreciate that. it takes balls to do that. do you have them?". suddenly i move my hand a bit lower and snap a tight grab of your balls. squeeze them hard twisting them. "you have something here, still. want to keep them? so sing, sing mateo! who´s bitch are you?"

MATEO MORENO:

I spit at you as you mention again my loyalty to the guy you apparently turned into your bitch. "Fuck you. And fuck him." But then you snap a tight grab at my balls and I scream loudly. But your huge hand covers my wide open mouth, shutting me up although you mock me and ask me to sing. Thats when I realize its not both balls you got in your grip, but just one, and squeezing it with just three fingers, almost like you are examining it.

I am in a tight fix now, my back burning from you pushing me to the bar, my ball in a dangerous spot between your steel-like fingers, and my throat being clawed, controlling my breathing. I cant swallow well, your hand constricting my Adam's apple. I reach out and grab your arms, one hand at your wrist at my bulge, trying to free my load maker, the other one trying to pry your fingers off my neck and free my back in the process. "Lets talk about it." I manage between difficult gasps.

DAN BAKO:

your body squirms in pain and panic as u realize one of your seed makers is trapped between my steel fingers. and who wouldn´t. i could easily finish and destroy those fragile orbs that make you a man. i add more pressure on your testicle making it flatten like a pancake to show you, to make it clear to you who is the boss here. but your words save you by now. am I hearing signs of your mental breakdown? is the brazzy guy shattering? you want to talk! i release your ball and move my arm away from your throat allowing u to get up sitting on the bar desk. "well. you got something to tell me. spit it out"

MATEO MORENO:

You easily lift me and sit me on top of the bar. And my ego kicks in again, blinding me, rage, as I pull my leg back and slam it hard to your chest, making you reel backwards, away from me. "Get the fuck away from me, bastardo. Fucking simio." I grab a bottle from behind the bar and swing it at you. And using you being distracted by the bottle, I jump off the bar, manage a lousy cartwheel and double kick you in the head, capoeira style. "Yeah. I still got it." Trying, as I get to my feet again, to act like I am in no pain at all, until it hits me again in the spine, and I drop to one knee. "Oh, mierda."

DAN BAKO:

 i don´t smile. i never do. but a nasty grin appears on my face seeing you dropping down on to one knee. i admit you have guts and still try to fight a back but your strikes are getting weaker and less precise. "oh mierda? si mucha mierda", unless you do as i say. i grab you by your stylish hair as i pull down my pants and let my 12 inch cock to flop out from my briefs. "understood you have something to confess. or you prefer to get choked to my little friend here", i hiss rubbing my big black anaconda against your face.

MATEO MORENO:

I ball up my fist and strike you in the balls that are hanging, hitting my chin. "I confess this, you estupido simio, stupid ape." I shove you away from me as you fold in pain. "Mierda is what you will be eating once we finish this dance." I straighten up, and try gyrating my hips again, which is not as comfortable doing as before. My spine still on fire. I look at you and I am amazed how you recover fast. My look says everything, as I look at you, looking for answers.

DAN BAKO:

having a big, thick cock does more than just amaze and delight women and men. it acts as a shield, just like now. your punch lands on my thick cock that takes the impact. i straighten my back and walk to you again glaring at you. i don´t look too happy but let´s say more quite annoyed. "your pearly white smile will never charm anyone after today". i send my elbow into your mouth feeling how something gives up and feel your warm blood against my skin. your mouth is bleeding badly and most of your white teeth fell down to the floor. "want to make me really angry? - talk or you wont´s pronounce any word ever again"

MATEO MORENO: "Coño." I spit in your face with blood and some teeth. "My face. you attack my face, I will kill you." As I try to strike up an uppercut to your chest, aiming for that spot between the pecs. I try to push you back too, but it seems useless.

 However, I do manage to pull back, spread my arms and scream at you. "What do you want me to say? That I am MuscleMarine's Bitch? There, I said it. Happy?" I raise my eyebrows. "Now what? You can fucking leave." I feel a burning pain in my spine and can't seem to be able to stay standing much. My legs wobble and I drop to one knee, next to a stool. I hold on to it to steady myself.

DAN BAKO:

 you are like a wild cat fighting for it´s life. something that makes me horny. i slap my palms on your ears ringing you hard as i push you on your back and rip off your stupid loose pants and those stylish briefs leaving you totally naked. "i see why you call you charmer. not only because of the dance". i grab one of your naked balls between my fingers and start to fondle it as i did before. "mateo, wasn´t that difficult, was it?". i twist your trapped nut violently stretching ir out of your body feeling how those fragile cords are at their limits. your eyes are wide as you look me with horror. "one for me, one for marine man", i hiss and rip it out of your body letting it fall to the bottom of your sack.

MATEO MORENO:

I scream as you snap the nerves and tubes within my ballsack, making that nut drop heavy and dead in it. I look down and notice it swelling. I howl, "Why? Porque dios? Why are you doing this?" My head is spinning too from the ringing in my ears. I try to reach out to slap you, but you dodge by stepping back, laughing. I drop to my knees, whimpering, pain numbs my mind. My pelvis on fire. I start mumbling, no longer the macho charmer I once was.

DAN BAKO:

"stay down puppy.. don´t u see i did a favor to you cause what will happen next would have hurt you too much". i turn my eyes back to your swollen sack and take a firmer hold of the severed nut. "can you hear this?", i ask as i make your ball to pop in your sack. "work done down here. how about that brazilian ass, need some real stuffing there?", MWAUAHAHAHA

MATEO MORENO: "

Por favor, no. No. Don't do that." As you grab my ball and hear it squish in the sack. The pain cannot be greater, cutting my words. I cannot even answer you when I hear you ask about my ass. I raise my arm, and place a hand on your hard abs, trying to push you away, almost pleadingly. My body still shaking as the pain travels up my spine and my whole back starts getting stiff. As I regain my breath and my voice. "Why are you doing this? Why?"

DAN BAKO:

 "cause i can, cause i want". i snap a tight grab of your arm and turn you on your stomach. my hand slides into your hairy crack as i feel your body shiver. "not yet. soon" i hiss close to your ear grabbing your other arm also behind your back. "we need to make you pretty before we show you to that pathetic marine pussy", i hiss and with a violent twist dislocate your left arm out of it´s socket. "it looks so cool. i promise you. so limp. but need something more.". i move both of my hands around the wrist and bend it backwards. we both hear that nice cracking sound when your wrist breaks. "are you singing. i like your voice", i chuckle hearing you screaming. "now the other arm. i like to do it in pairs.", i explain and break your other wrist after dislocating your arm. "almost there!". pushing your body forward until your head is upside down leaving only your legs on the bar table.

MATEO MORENO:

My whole body is now convulsing in pain. I am whimpering, unable to form words anymore. You are having your way with my once proud muscular flexible body, breaking it in all places. My arms are useless now; I cant even lift them, let alone push on them to get me off the floor. My head looking to one side, I try to follow you with my gaze as I see you relishing in this, moving me about like a rag-doll.

DAN BAKO:

my work is almost done here. confirming that the cameras got everything i return back to you. "well whore. your pathetic attempt to make free your pussy marine bitch failed badly. both of you are losers, sacks to collect cum of real men. both of you are just leaking faggots that have no other use than get fucked and throw away". my own words make my cock hard, growing bigger than 12 inches. "open your stinky cum cave, faggot". i pull your hips closer to me and violently thrust my anaconda all the way in. spreading your ass cheeks i can enter deeper than no one else has ever been in your dancer ass. "baila me Mateo, bailame una lambada now!",

MATEO MORENO:

You pull me closer to you while sliding your thick pole into me, skewering me. I am unable to move, being impaled by that monster. I shake violently around it when I start to feel my legs go numb. My hips and middles section slumps down. The only thing holding it up is your cock. "Oh dios mio. What is happening. I can't feel my legs. What have you done?" As I feel your cock go deeper and deeper. Almost in my gut now, I have a feeling of nausea rising. I try to breathe, on the one hand to suppress the pain in my whole body, and second to accommodate the thick shaft drilling into me.

DAN BAKO:

"never been fucked by a black cock. hahaha. it´s a new kind of experience". i move my hips from side to side letting my snake liked cock fills every groove, every bend and every inch inside you. the head of my cock rubs against your prostate with every thrust as my thick shaft relentlessly penetrates deeper, tearing everything in its path to shreds. i know i've broken something when i feel your warm blood on my shaft. your walls clench in panic around the head of my cock as if milking it. "we are almost there, whore. you are enjoying this, aren´t you".

MATEO MORENO:

I moan involuntarily, my whole body shaking under you.

DAN BAKO:

"love you moaning. i knew you would like it. i fuck better than your master pussy marine, right?". your body gets almost limp making a change in your ass, a trigger that makes me moan like a lion when impaled by a warrior as i release my alpha load and erupt it somewhere deep inside you filling your delicious ass instantly. i keep on shoving my cock few times more until i collapse on your back. "it was awesome puppy", i whisper as i reach down and grab you by your hair pulling your head backwards.

 i feel your heart beat against my hand when i grab you by your throat looking for your mouth. digging my fingers into your bleeding, almost toothless mouth i inhale deep. "pity puppy, you were not my bitch. bad choice on your part". bending your neck backward i twist my arms from side to side. a loud crack fills the room as your neck snaps. you body convulses twice. then you stay limp. "wow what a fuck".

MATEO MORENO:

I feel your hand at my throat, lifting me up towards your chest. My arms hang limp. I feel something hard deep in me as you twist my body back, poking at my gut. And then suddenly, something very hot deep in me, filling my insides. I shake all over. I feel your other hand wrap around my head but I can do nothing to stop you. I start convulsing, having an orgasm of my own, blood stained cum gushes out of my cock as I feel your hands move, grab my head tight and start twisting it. I have merely a second to screaaaaaammmmmmmm. And all goes dark.

DAN BAKO:

 you look so charming even when dead. you are right, you were deadly charming. i check the phone cameras. all is there. all is ready. my little present to my bitch. i know i will make his day. my finger moves on the screen of my phone: send. "your message was sent", confirms my phone. "what a lovely day".

*****

MUSCLE MARINE:

Been almost a week since I've heard from Mateo. And even better, from that fucking asshole of DAN. I have not been reporting, and he has not been calling me, which was kind of a relief.

No sooner have I thought of him that my phone pings. I walk around naked in my bedroom, after a hot soothing shower. I sit on the edge of my bed, and pick up my phone to see a message from none other than DAN... Speaking of the devil. What is it now? I click the message open and the chat box opens. His message says "What a lovely day." Well, it has been until now. And there is a video loading right under it. I swallow hard as I reach down to click and play the video... What could it be?

 Almost an hour later, I am still sitting on my bed, drenched in cold sweat, the phone on the floor after it dropped from my hand. I look in the mirror, my jaw slack, my cock shaking, semi hard. I look down and there is a puddle of cum on the carpet next to my bed. "What the fuck did I just watch?" My whole body tenses, convulses one last time, jolting me from my daze. "WHAT THE...?"

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

Published: 2025-06-12, viewed 158 times.